With only a little money in the pockets of men at the bottom of Japanese society, it is naturally difficult to attract the favor of young Japanese girls.

As for the girl who wants to be gentle, beautiful and cute, then I am afraid that the only way to spend some money is to find it in the custom shop, so as to have it for a while.

Many middle-aged and elderly people at the bottom of Japan are even more fascinated by the bar street in Taketsuka, and they can even find their other half. Transnational marriages, old husbands and young wives are quite common here.

The fact that the Japanese, who are particularly xenophobic in their bones, are able to accept such a foreign marriage is still due to the most practical economic reasons.

What women in developing countries such as the Philippines want is a permanent residency in Japan. What middle-aged and older Japanese men want is sex and warmth. Everyone takes what they need.

The main purpose of low-level men from Southeast Asia, South Asia, and other developed regions to Japan is to make more money. Even if I have free time, I don't go to places where I spend too much money.

In the Takenotsuka Bar Street, you can often only see Filipino women, but often not Filipino men. Even if Filipino men want to drink, they will only buy it from a convenience store and drink it alone or with friends.

Before returning to his residence, Kishimoto sat down on a roadside stall and ate a bowl of tonkotsu ramen. Even if he stayed up all night, he didn't feel so tired.

It's nice for people to have a young body. This is part of the core competitiveness of Xiaoyoung, which is to have a good body.

It's no wonder that so many science fiction films show that old rich people are trying to have the youngest body, but not erase their memories?

Of course, part of the sadness of ordinary young people is that they are shy in their pockets and have no money. Therefore, they are eager to be rich and envy the rich N generation.

When Masayoshi Kishimoto arrived home, he closed the door and began to take off his coat. Even if he saw bags of garbage in the house that had been picked up and sorted by himself, he could only blame him for continuing to keep them.

In Japan, there is a fixed time for collecting garbage, and it is not possible to throw it away whenever you want. If you don't sort it well, someone will send it back to you.

Masayoshi Kishimoto lay flat on the tatami mat, covered with a smelly quilt, and had to endure it. He opened his eyes and looked at the yellowed ceiling, and the first thing on his mind was not how he could get back to his previous body.

The life of a rich man, he has already played. The life of the middle class, when he was in China, was also played for a long time.

I really haven't had a life like being at the bottom of society and having no money. It is extremely difficult for him to come to a salted fish to turn over and bottom out.

If you don't have a degree, even if you want to find a decent job, you can't. If you want to enter a major company in Japan, you must graduate from a prestigious university.

Even small and medium-sized enterprises in Japan must have a diploma from a regular university. For a job like a bank teller, which is still a good job in China, you also need to have a junior college graduate in Japan (similar to a preparatory department in China).

No matter how bad it is, you have to have a high school graduate. The original owner of Kishimoto's current body is not only a waste wood, but also a product who has not graduated from junior high school.

Ever since he was bullied at school, he has been escaping reality and hiding at home until his soul takes possession of the other person's body.

He suddenly remembered that although Katsuhei Yamaguchi, the president of Hard Gold Construction, was a man with no academic qualifications, he belonged to a pragmatic man who had endured all the hardships of the world. Otherwise, we will not be able to complete our self-transformation.

One of Kishimoto's most practical arrangements is to pay the water bill he owes first after he wakes up. Stopping the water like this is not a solution.

That's what I need to do. Then the gas and electricity in the rental house will be gradually restored. He really needs to take a shower and wash his hair.

As for the dirty laundry in the room, I only waited for myself to wake up before I could take it to the laundry outside to wash it properly. An individual's life always has to go on.

As for whether one's soul can get out of the current body and return to the body of the past, no matter how anxious and racked his brain to think about it now, it is useless, after all, it is not something that can be done by man.

By the way, there is also this cup covered by myself is to change it to a new quilt, and then take it out to dry it well when the sun is out.

Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly couldn't help but laugh at the things he was thinking about with sesame mung beans. In the past, I never thought about such trivial things.

This should be the most real aspect of ordinary people's lives. When he thought of this, he naturally thought of Natsui Makoto. She is the woman who feels the same way as herself.

At that time, should I go to her? and tell her that the soul of my body is her man, and the father of the real and beautiful fragrance.

Masayoshi Kishimoto is entangled, even if he tells her, he may not be able to make her believe in herself. However, you can give it a try.

It's not that he didn't think of going to Rie Sakai. The problem is that the deep house compound in Shinagawa Ward is not such an easy place to approach, let alone close to Sakai Rie. Besides, the two are still divorced?

As for Fujie Nao, he has long known that the other party loves himself with the title of chaebol and president, not the current self who has nothing.

Masayoshi Kishimoto thought about it, and unconsciously began to close his eyes, but he didn't fall asleep. He never complained about God's injustice to him.

In my opinion, this may be a different life experience process, starting to know different people again, and gradually intersecting with them.

Suddenly, he felt a loud noise downstairs, and instead of being able to get him to sleep peacefully, he was opening his eyes wide again.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't get up in a hurry, just like dealing with mosquitoes "buzzing" in his ears, you should hurry up and finish it, so that you can sleep well.

However, the man downstairs didn't seem to know what he was doing, and even sang and danced. He sat up suddenly, and blurted out: "What do you mean? Have you started holding a solo concert so early?"

As soon as his voice fell, he uncovered the quilt on his body, redressed himself, and prepared to go downstairs to find the other party's theory. Even if it's broad daylight, you can't affect yourself like this.